She didn’t want to have to deal with lawsuits, sometimes that took weeks of sex with lawyers, witnesses and plaintiffs to settle.
She was engrossed in the large monthly towel bill the Spa always ran up when her intercom buzzed:
“Tracy? Anna Kournikova is here and says she needs to see you immediately.”
Tracy had gotten to know Anna when she helped her get into shape for a possible comeback on the tennis circuit, which meant, of course, that she and Anna had sex a lot as well.
Tracy gave a brief sigh. She had sex already twice this morning and her usual lunch orgy was only a couple of hours away - and did have some real work to get to.
But Anna was a valued, and high-paying, client and she might be there to discuss new ways to fix her cranky back that had derailed her comeback.
And if she was there just to have sex, oh well, Tracy decided, she’d just have to suck it up and have sex with Anna Kournikova. Tracy looked down at her six-pack abs and well-tones long legs. She stayed super-fit for a reason.
“OK Connie, send her in.”
When Anna came in Tracy was surprised to see how thin she was.
She still had the pouty but sexy face, the cascading natural blonde hair and her boobs still looked full but her figure was now more boyish.
Whatever she had, with a torn, off the shoulder pink t-shirt and jeans shorts-shorts, it was on full display.